I'm Baaaaaaaack!

Hey everyone! I'm back! Didja miss me? I thought so. 

Anyway, I'm back from the delightful abode of my uncle Tom in sunny (or not...) Charlotte, North Carolina. It was lovely. It rained every day we were there. Tom said it was the first time it had rained three days straight in 2007. Hahaha, we're always glad to help out, eh? But it was pretty exciting. We went to a Bobcats game. It wasn't all that exciting, but what ever. It was pretty fun. And we went to see "I Am Legend," which was actually pretty good. The ending was über-lame, but what ever. I'll get over it. What else did we do? Well, we watched the Patriots beat the Giants (yay!). That's really about it. We must have done other stuff, but nothing really comes to mind. Oh, we went to 3 different Charlotte-area YMCA's. That was exciting. 

I hope you all had wonderful Christmases, respectively. I know I did. I got a new iPod, which makes me very happy. Yeah, that's about the best thing. Ever. Except now, I might be going to NEW YORK to see RENT!!!! With Julia! Because her family gave her tickets to NYC and RENT for Christmas, although there's no official date. Now, Julia and I had wanted to do that for ages, and it just so happened that for graduation, my parents gave me a trip to any city in the U.S. to go do something. I never used that. So now Julia and I, and our mothers, are going to New York to see RENT!!! I am so frigging exciting it's not even funny!

Tomorrow I'm going skiing with the group. I can't wait; it's going to be way fun. I am a miserable failure at the fine sport known as skiing (and we'll not even begin on my snowboarding skills...)However, I have wonderful friends who don't care that I won't be tearing up the double-blacks with bumps. Haha, I'll stick to the greens and blues, thanks. But still,w e always have fun. And usually lose someone *cough, Marchel, cough*. It's way fun. I adore it. 

And then Wednesday, Goody is having a nerd herd plus a few other people whom we adore, Secret Santa party. That'll be really fun, although now I need to go get a present for my person. Oh well. I think it'll be really fun. Heck, it's a good chance for us all to hang out together, which we haven't done it a while. 

Okey dokey, that's about all I have to say  now. 

lurve,

the supreme ruler of the universe

Don't I Wish...

Well, it's Christmas Eve. So to all my dear friends, Happy Christmas!

So, I was hanging out with Kik today, playing Apples to Apples with Ina. It was so much fun. That is without a doubt my favorite game ever. We had some funny ones. Like for "American", we had George Washington and the Super Bowl. Then, for either "Innocent" or "Pure", one of the choices was Britney Spears. That made me laugh. In a big way. Yep, that was pretty exciting. Wednesday, Kik and Dave are off galavanting the globe with the rest of the LHS music program. They fly into Frankfort (maybe...) And hang out in Austria for a while. They're swing-dancing on a boat in Vienna for New Year's. I am so jealous! After Austria, they go to Prague for a bit, and then they come home. And they visit Salsburg at some point. Boy, I wish I could go with them. It would be so much fun!

Oh, my giddygod's pajamas! My arm is twitching, and it's driving me insane!!!!! Seriously, I'm considering hacking off my arm. It's been doing this all day! I'm really about to go crazy...

Oh, Dad found the coolest website. Check it out! It's a quiz to find out how many 5-year-olds you can take in a fight! I can take 23! Beat that!

Other scores: My dad-17, Billy-20, Patrick-21, Darin-33, and Olivia-13 (I think) When you take it, leave me a comment telling  how many you get. We can have a contest or something! Or not, I just want to see how everyone does. 

Alright. I'm going to go do something productive with my life. Like sleep. The house is empty, and I've got nothing better to do. Bye!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Holiday Cheer!

Guess what I just got back from? Or, to be grammatically correct, seeing as that is my obsession, guess from what I just returned? That's right; Christmas Caroling!!!!

It was really fun. It was just like old times, only without Paige and Ms. Gilbert, which makes me sad. But it was still really fun. We totally rocked the harmonies on "Joy to the World", and all of our other songs sounded good. And lots of people gave us food, which made us laugh. And also made Sarah rant about poison. It was way funny. And we caroled for Alex Port!!!!! That was exciting. We were walking up his street, and we didn't know his house number, so I called him, and I sounded like such an idiot. It was impressive. Anyway, it was a great lot of fun. And we all played with Bath & Body Works stuff, because apparently great minds think alike, and we all got each other stuff from there. it was a party. 

Guess what else? Christmas is in 2 days. Well, less, actually, because it's late on the 23, which means when I wake up, it'll be Christmas Eve. That's really exciting. With any luck, this time Tuesday, I'll be playing World of Warcraft. That would be amazing. I can't believe Christmas came so quickly! But it's nice, I have to say. 

I'm really excited! On Thursday, I get to go to South Carolina to visit my amazing Uncle Tom!!! I'm really happy for that! ^-^

Tom is my favorite person ever, pretty much. So I'll tell you about that when I get back.

Packy's hair makes me really happy!!!!! Night everyone. And Merry Christmas!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

BLUE HAIR!!!!!!

OMFG!!!!!!!! Packy dyed his hair BLUE!!!!!

I really don't think you people understand. This is like the most amazing thing ever. Sorry to start my post with IM-speak, but it was necessary. His blue hair amuses me to no end. It makes me really happy. It's kinda stupid how happy it makes me, in all reality. He is currently decorating my background, and every time I see the picture I smile a lot. And also laugh. It's soooooooooooo frigging cool. I am very much jealous. It's freaking blue. Like brilliant, bright, royal blue. It's ridiculous. It really shouldn't make me this happy, but I can't help it. He's been waiting for this for so long. Honestly, he's been trying to dye it for 2 years, if not more. So that makes me really happy. And it basically just looks really really cool. You want to say that people with blue hair look like freaks? Knock yourself out. He's a good kid; I know that, he knows that, the end. Nothing more said. We don't particularly care. Well, I don't care; I think it's cool. And I can only assume he doesn't care either, because he dyed his hair. People who care that people might look at them funny in such a scenario typically don't dye their hair cool colors. Like BLUE!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, well, that's all I feel like talking about right now. Because I can't think of anything else. BLUE HAIR!!!!!! I'm so jealous. So happy. So..... giddy. It's a good thing I'm on break.

~the sadly not blue-haired, but happy none the less, supreme ruler of the universe

Sigh *cough* Giggle

Well, I safely made it through day one of midterms. I can't guarantee sanity, but hey. Blame my teachers, blame my teachers. So you know what I forgot to tell you? My swim meet got cancelled. Snow, glorious snow. So I just had to deal with the concert, which took all of 30 minutes. Twas lovely. 

So I basically sat through a 2-hour French exam and a 2-hour history exam. Except I finished the history one in like an hour, so I double checked it about 17 times, and then I spent half an hour picking wood chips off the table. It was quality. 

SO Julia found a band called "Oh my! Oh no!" I don't like them a ton, but they have a way cool name. Hahaha, if you want random, obscure music, listen to XTC. Tragically, my 2 favorite albums by them aren't on iTunes. Apple Venus and Wasp Star (Apple Venus II). Hahaha, "Stupidly Happy", "Knights in Shining Karma", "I'd Like That", "Your Dictionary", "I'm the Man Who Murdered Love", "Playground", "Greenman"..... So many good songs! They make me happy. 

Ok, well, I've run out of things to say. 

Guten tag!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Tee hee hee, I have nothing to say

Do you know what sucks? Mid-year exams. 

Do you know what makes them better? Study parties. With junk food. And friends. And also massive amounts of music. The more the better. I'm thinking the Across the Universe soundtrack, followed by some Three Days Grace, and maybe a little Pink Floyd. "Dark Side of the Moon"? Yes. Not to be confused with Nick Floyd's  Pigs on a Stick, off of"Pink Side of the Moon." Long story, don't even ask. But anyway, this is precisely what I am planning on doing with Sophie and the gang on Sunday, assuming I'm not off hunting for a Christmas tree. 

Hahaha, so Thursday, I have nothing to do during clubs because Meg decided not to have theatre club (not that I can sing anyway. I sound like I'm going to cough up a lung.) I decided to go to chess club with Riley. Um, wow. I suck at chess. It's impressive, really. Burnham and Michaud are sitting there trying to convince Riley and me that there are great scholarship opportunities through chess. What they failed to notice is that no one would give a scholarship to someone who plays chess as terribly as I do. It's really impressive how terrible at it I am. 

Yeppers. Do you know who makes me happy? No, I don't think you do. Well, I'll tell you. Nik. He's Patrick's friend. He's amazing, and I like him a lot. He makes me laugh. He's nice, and sweet, and all manner of other wonderful adjectives. And also, he listens to good music. Which is a definite bonus. Because good music makes me doubly happy. 

Ooh, ooh! Guess what? Mr. Holly gave me piano music to practice for Jazz or R&B band. I am so excited it's not even funny. The unfortunate part? It's all made up of weird chords like Fminor13. How the devil do you play that?!?!? Well, it is written out for me. But the point still stands that that is a stupid chord, and I don't like it. Oh well. It'll all be worth it if I make it into one of the bands next year. Because currently that is my ambition. 

Ok, well. I'm going to chat with Nik for a  bit longer, and then go watch Numb3rs. My favorite show ever! And I'm going to not study tonight. I can do that tomorrow. When I'm not at the Allen's or my concert. But that's plenty of time. 

Night, and love to all!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Sick, Swimming, Singing...Alliteration!

Oh, look who paid attention in 8th grade English! Sorry. 

Ok, well, I'm going to go out of order. I'm going to start with swimming. I have a meet tomorrow! I'm excited. It's way the hell out in Bailey or something, though, so I have to miss a rather huge Julius Caesar test. But what ever. Not like I have a ridiculously high average in that class or anything. So I'll just take it Wednesday. Ms. Dj will be cool with it. Anyway, it's going to be an exciting meet. I'm swimming fly in the 200 medley relay, the 100 fly, and the 500 free. It'll be a party. The good news is I swam a 100 fly today in practice, didn't drown, and actually finished in 1:28. I was pretty proud of myself. The 500 should be interesting. Basically I'm shooting for a 7:30 or below. No, I know you're all thinking, wow, swimming for 7 minutes straight? You must be crazy! That's quite possible, my friends. However, I'm looking forward to it. 

Now, onto my next topic. Singing!!!!! Yeah, so right after this meet, I have a school concert. So I'm dashing straight from the pool to school, where I will hurriedly throw on my nice black dress, do something with my hair, which will be a disaster, and then go catch the last part of rehearsal before the performance. It should be an adventure. I also have a concert for my choir outside of school on Saturday. That'll be fun, too. 

This brings me to my next topic. I am sick. Yes, indeedy. Sick. I have some sort of cold-type thingy, and it makes it rather difficult to sing well and pain free. Freely. Painly free? Pain freely? I don't know. Pain freely-ly? I give up! The point still stands that my singing isn't going to be exactly brilliant tomorrow. So I'm going to drink about a gallon of water, avoid dairy at all costs, and also try not to talk too much. The last bit could be difficult. Talking is sort of hard not to do for me. But I'll do my best. 

Ok, that's all for now. I'm going to ceaselessly mock Nik for not having finished his Chem project.  And also I'm going to continue to ignore the studying for exams that I'm not doing. 

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Good Times, Good Times....

Guess what I just found on my computer? A lot, that's what. I was organizing my never-ending plethora of CRAP on my computer, and I found all my school work from last year. It made me laugh. I really have some interesting stuff in there. Like my "Packy" essay. For Mr. V, we had to write an essay about one of our friends. I wrote about Patrick. Part of that was because I was smitten with him, and the other part was because he's just so gosh darn interesting. If you know him, you can attest to that. Also, I found the graduation speech I wrote about  myself. It makes me laugh. It also makes me a little sad. Oh, memories. But really, it's kinda funny. And definitely me. See? "As a 7th grader, she was the evil puppeteer in 'Pinocchio', and she was Scar in this year's production of 'The Lion King.' There seems to be a recurring theme here; why is she always evil?" That made me laugh. But really, it was true. Those were the two plays that I got decent roles in, and in both roles, I was the leading villain. Hahaha. It makes me laugh. My personal favorite, however, is my closing. "Emily's departure from St. Anne's is bittersweet. But she knows that no matter where she goes in life, St. Anne's will always be home. She just asks that you don't remember her as 'Mr. Lane's Daughter.' As much as she loves her dad, she would like to be her own person. It's her greatest ambition." The funny thing is, it really is pretty much my greatest ambition to be my own person. Really, unique-osity is fantastic. 

I also found this slide-show I made of all these pictures I had of all my friends that I was going to make into a DVD and give to them all. With a little tweaking, it'll be good. Maybe I'll use it as a Christmas present for all of them. Because I do think it's kind of cool. 

Patrick is in the middle of a new story. I really like this one. It's nice every now and then to get a story from him that doesn't involve blowing things up and killing people. Not that those stories aren't fantastic; it's nice to get some new stuff every now and then. Speaking of writing, I need to write some more. I really love to do it, I just never have any good ideas. It makes me sad. Patrick says I should day-dream more. I think it's kinda obvious when I'm not paying attention. Apparently participating in class does have its downsides. 

Wow, this spell check button is fantastic! It's really helping me realize what a horrible speller I am. Not that I didn't already know I can't spell worth anything. But its helping me improve. Maybe. 

Ok, well, that's all I can think of for right now. Night, everyone!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Remind, Remember, Um, Something Else That Starts With "R"...

Remind me never to make friends with crazy, psychopathic nutcases again. Please! Really. I was taking a nap, because frankly I feel dead, and then my phone rings. I didn't bother to look who was calling, I just picked up. 

"Hello?"

*Muted background crowd noises*

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

 "Hello?"

"Who is this?"

Now, at this point, I'm a little weirded out. Not going to lie, it's a little strange when you call someone and ask who you're calling. Still, I told 'mystery person' who I was. 

"You're a bitch."

"What?"

"Why aren't you at speech and debate?"

At this point, I realize it's Darin. Or possibly Hendrik. Or both. And, even though I had explained that I had a 3-hour choir rehearsal and couldn't come to the tournament, they decided to call and see why I wasn't there. After the two of them (I think it was the two of them; the voice kept changing) yelled at me for not being there, Darin told me I sucked and hung up. This is why you all need to keep me from making more crazy friends. It's crazy!

Yeah. Oh, wow. Last night was fantastic. I didn't have dry-land, which was nice, seeing as I'm still sore from Thursday's dry-land. But then I went to go see Beowulf with Patrick. Amazing. The movie was good, but it was made all the better with Packy there. I love that boy. Anyway, we were there like 15 or 20 minutes before the movie started, so we got to watch all the stupid pre-preview shows. Thankfully, the theatre was nearly empty, so no one yelled at us for all our smart remarks during that bit. We had an abundance of them. We made smart remarks during the movie, too. Just more quietly. Hahaha, my personal favorite was about Grendel's mother. Hrothgar was honoring Beowulf for "killing" Grendel's mother. They both knew that he hadn't killed her, and had, in fact, slept with her. But Hrothgar said something to the effect of "Beowulf laid the deamon's mother in it's grave." So I turn to Packy and say, "Define 'laid'." He was in semi-silent peals of laughter for about 3 minutes. It made me laugh. Also, during the credits, they played the more modern version of this stupid semi-love song that was in the movie. So I groan about that. Patrick says "Oh, yeah. The vikings had all sorts of love songs. Like that one they were singing when Grendel attacked." For the record, it was a very racy song involving virgins and their female relatives. "Good thing that wasn't a love song." Every witty, he replies, "Yeah, a making love song." It made me laugh. I adore that boy. It's really a pity I only see him like once a year. 

Then I went up to Belmar and skated with the gang for Marchel's sort-of birthday. It was way fun. I love ice skating, even though I'm not very good at it. Oh, well. 

Ok, well, I'd best do something like homework. Or sleep. I'm so tired!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Ooooh. Pretty!

Tee hee hee! I really like said new format. It makes me really happy. I was going to make it that cool black one like Adrianne has, but that's too hard to read. So this cool green-type one it is. Basically I've decided that today I am going to tell you about all of my new friends. I apologize to any of you who I may inadvertantly forget. Because I have short-term memory loss.

"It runs in my family. At least, I think it does. Where are they?"

Haha, sorry. Dory moment there.

Ok, here goes nothing!

Adrianne: This girl is pretty much my hero! She reads Manga, she makes pretty cakes, and she's entirely insane. Sort of like me! Anyway. She's my advisory pally. Well, one of them. And also my choir friend. It's fantastic.

Emily (1): Haha, my twin! Emily is amazing. Again, an advisory and choir pal. Also my Western Civ partner. Well, one. She's amazing, and she uses cool words. Like "chuckle" and "pop a squat". She makes me chuckle.

Michelle: Another one in my Western Civ class. She enjoys dying her hair with Kool-aid. Cool, eh? Pretty much amazing. and also in love with her boyfriend Max.

Sophie: Oh, my goodness. This girl is so incredible! Amazing artist, knows theatre and music, pretty much Bohemian. I live my days in envy of her. I want to be Sophie when I grow up.

Sonia: Completely and utterly insane. She named the rotor on our windmill "Bob." She has a pathalogical fear of gummy worms. Also, she's a figure skater.

Pratima: Hahaa, my swimming partner! Pratima is amazing, and also a spazz. I love her!

Tasia: Yet another one of my choir pals. She's amazing; I love her. Yet another one of my insane friends. Gotta love 'em!

Karen: She's not actually in any of my classes, and she's not quite as insane as the rest of us, but still pretty much amazing.

Allie: Um, all I can say is she gives evil side pokey things. I look like I'm going into seizures when she does it. She makes me laugh, when I'm not cringing and flinching from the side pokey thing.

Darin: We have the quintessential love-hate relationship. Every day,he makes sure to tell me that I suck. It's kinda funny, really. But we're friends, deep down.....

Hendrik: Hahaah, Hendrik the viking! Definately up there in the insanity list. And also very funny.

Ok, well, that pretty much sums up all my fantastic friends. Very briefly. But hey, I've only known them for a few months. I don't quite have the 8-year experience with them.

Well, if you think of anything else I need to say, or anyone else to mention, let me know.

You know what's sad? You can't download the demo of World of Warcraft without giving it credit card info. So I can't play it right now. Oh, the sadness! I'm distraught!

So essentially...

I need to stop saying that. It's starting to piss me off. I'll be in the middle of a conversation with a friend, and out that'll slip. "So essentially...," And it makes me want to bash my head against a brick wall. Repeatedly. Which is a problem, seeing as I really can't afford to lose any more. If you know me, you can attest to that. Even if you don't, you probably can. If you've read half the randomosity that I've posted, you'll doubtless agree that the nearest loony bin needs to prepare a bed for me. But yeah.

Last night, I got to hang out at a friend's house while our parents went off and had a bajillion-dollar (ok, maybe only $200) meal. Not that it wasn't fun. It was me, Brendan, Billy, and Julian. Let me tell you, it was a party. Basically, we watched a little football, got bored with that and flipped to hockey, and were just too damn depressed watching the Avs lose to Calgary, and went down into the basement to play baseball. Their basement, (Brendan and Julian's, I mean) is amazing. I like it a lot. So we, meaning Billy and Brendan, with reasonable assistance from Julian, and the occasional play, or lack thereof, by me, whacked a foam baseball around with a little tiny bat for a while. Then we got tired of that, so we ordered pizza and watched this rather stupid but entertaining on the whole, movie. I think it was called Red Line. But don't quote me on that. I'm not totally sure. Anyway, there were a bunch of hot cars, so it was all good. I love stupid teenage boy movies! Once the movie ended, and the three boys had consumed an entire bottle of Mountain Dew (managing to spill it on themselves in the process) we went back to the basement and played Need for Speed, or something along those lines. After Julian got his sad sorry butt kicked, we went upstairs. J and Billy went off and IM-ed their little sevie friends, and Brendan and I watched The Fresh Prince of Bel-air. It was entertaining, let me tell you!
Yeah, so that was my Saturday night. Gosh, Brendan is cute when he smiles. But I need to stop thinking along those lines. Boys are stupid. I have to keep telling myself that. Because they cause nothing but trouble. And anyway, I'm sure Brendan doesn't like me, and I don't really like him. That was 8th grade. That's over. He's just attractive. Really, really attractive. But enough of that!

Hahah, I went to go see Enchanted on Friday. It was really cute. Gotta love Disney making fun of Disney movies! And I got to see some of my dearly beloved (dearly beloved, we are gathered here to saaaaay our goodbyes.... here she liiiiiiiies, no one knew her worth, the late great daughter of Mother Earth, in this night in which we celebrate the biiiiiiirth, in that little town of bethlehem, we raise our glass you bet your ass toooooooooo....la VIE....... Boheme! sorry, RENT break) friends from middle school. They're really fantastic. So yeah.

Hmmm, tomorrow I have swim practice. And also, I have a swim meet on Saturday. That's a little intimidating! Oh well. It'll be fun!

Okey dokey. That's all I have to say for the time being!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

he he he, don't you LUUUUURVE the colors?

Webley, Annoying Little Brothers, And Whatever Else My Poor Troubled Mind Comes Up With.....

And no, I didn't just end that with a preposition. I'm not that gramatically challanged! (Wink wink!)

Anway..... SO last night was the Webley premiere. It was fantastic. I would say that the two years those nutcases spent making their movie was worth it, because the audience (yeah, all what, 20 of us?) just coulnd't shut up during the entire thing. Laughing, yelling, cheering, you name it. It was fantastic. I love those boys. They make me laugh. A lot.

Anyway, I was supposed to go see Beowulf today with Packy, but then Billy had his lovely friend over, and he was being picked up at noon, which was when the movie was. Except it's past noon, and the kid is still here. (I love you Greyson!) So that means I couldn't get to the theatre and see the movie. And then he can't do a later movie, and he can't do anything Friday, and tomorrow is Thanksgiving, and he has to board on Saturday, so I can't see it for a while. But I'll stop boring you with the tragedy of my life. Not that any of you actually care.

Hmmmmm, I don't really know what else to talk about. OOoh, I know! Fall Ball! Essentially, it was the lamest dance ever. The music was bad, the DJ was lousy, and no one danced. So it was pretty much a huge waste of my time. But I got to hang out with my friends, so it's all good. It would have been really akward with a date. I was kinda depressed cuz the guy I like was dancing with another girl, but what ever. That's life.

Hmmm, ok, Greyson wants to read my blog now, so I'll let him.

love to all,
the supreme ruler of the universe

Speech & Debate, Being Hit by Trucks, and Whatever the Heck Else I feel Like

Wow, it has officially been 1 month since I last posted. But that's not all that's important.
First off, today is Veterans' Day. I know no one reads this, but if you are, make sure you remember the amazing people who have sacrificed so much to protect our country.
Second, and slightly less important on the cosmic scale, it's been one year since the Rise Against concert. WOw, that was amazing. I forget if I ever posted about it, so I'll tell what I remember now. At the time, I had a huge crush on Packy, and aparantly James, who was Paige's boyfriend at the time, noticed, because the entire car ride over, he turned everything I said into a sex joke involving Packy and me. It was entertaining, let me tell you. Then, the openers were terrible, so James and Paige went off to make out. Packy and I could see them the whole time, though. It was rather funny. That was the first time I ever heard Billy Talent. I hated them at the time. Now I love them. And then James practically fell asleep in the middle of the concert. It was lame. And finally, at the end, when we were leaving, Packy couldn't walk straight cuz he had been headbanging for so long. Good times, good times.

Ok, new topic. Like speech and debate! It's amazing. I do LD debate. I'm not great, but I did go 2-3 in my first varsity tournament. And the fact that Peter has never broken in LD, and he's a senior gives me confidence. Because I did well for a freshman. Not as well as Paul! He does Original Oratory, and he broke Semis! He went straight 4's in semis, but that's irrelivant. It was still fantastic! I was jealous.

Taylor is officially my giver of love advice. Sad, really. Although, compared to my other friends, he's had more successful relationships. So it's not totally ludicrous, but still. He's managed to convince me that I should ask he-who-shall-not-be-named-in-this-post-lest-my-school-friends-read-this-and-make-my-life-miserable to Fall Ball. But he does have a legit point in that it't totally lame that guys always do the asking. So I'm going to try. And if he says no, it's his loss. That's my view.

Herm, oh! Across the Universe. Only the best movie ever. Jim Sturgess, who plays Jude, is SOOOOOOOOOO hot! And he has an amazing voice. And all the music is so incredible! If you haven't seen it, you absolutely must do it! As in, as soon as humanly possible. Because it is amazing!

Ok, well, I've run out of things to say for now. But I'll try to post more often.

SWIM TEAM STARTS TOMORROW! Can't wait!
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Ain't I Neglectful?

Look at me! I haven't written in weeks! The nerve! Anyway, loyal readers (pffft, all one of you.)I am going to tell you of my recent adventures, as I have had quite a number of them.

Where shall I start? How about the Homecoming football game and Casino Night? Sounds good to me! SO essentially, Kent football is pretty lousey. But that's ok. We did win homecoming. I can't say I actually saw much of the game, because I spent the first half playing with Darin's 4-year-old cousin Myles, and the second half hanging out with Siri and her sister. Oh well. Casino Night was a party. Really, picture this. A bunch of highschoolers sitting around playing poker, blackjack, craps, and roulette at school. It was pretty fantastic! I am a really really bad poker player. As in, absolutely aweful! I think I played one hand, and folded about 17. But I was pretty good at blackjack. Darin and Hendrik won a ton in Texas Hold'em. Of course, they played almost all night. I played a lot of blackjack. It was a party.

Herm. What now? OOoooooh! I know! The spider!!!!!
So we (we being the cross country team and assorted forgotten children, namely Hendrik and Darin) are sitting around outside school waiting to be picked up when someone sees this huge spider. Honestly! It had the hugest butt ever! It was like a golf ball! But anyway, we're all looking at it in various states of fascination, disgust, and nausea. Then Gus says he's going to eat it. That went over well, let me tell you. So Dewey has this hard core bike, and he's riding it around. Then someone gets the brilliant idea that we should squash the spider. After a long, drawn out arguement about whether or not we squash it, Dewey runs it over. Its butt popps and oozes nastiness everywhere, but the stupid thing is still alive! So we run it over again, but it's still not dead. After like 3 more squashings, it dies. At this point, Will is bent over practically retching. Weak stomach, that one. Tyler and I have a heated shouting match about whether or not it was that gross. ("It's not that gross!" "Go look up close!" "No, it's really not that gross, I saw it!" "Go look at it up close!") So then Hendrik and Darin come over to see, and it twitches! The stupid spider twitches! After we ran it over a bazillion times. It was pretty insane!

I'm going through music withdrawl currently. My iPod is on the fritz, so I can therefore no longer listen to all my fabbity-fab music. It's quite traumatic! Because I have all this music that I don't have on CD's, so I can't listen to it in my room, and half the music I do have on CD's doesn't play because my CD player is stupid. So I'm suffering the loss of my music. It's practically killing me. Music is my life. But I think I already told you that.

Ok, welll, tomorow, or some time in the near future, I think I shall tell you all about my new amazing friends. And I might actually send them a link to my blog so they'll read it. That would make me happy.

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Erm, erm, erm. Yeah.

Wow, don't I have creative titles? Well, I couldn't think of anything incredibly inspirational, so I called it the first thing that came to mind. It's not very creative. So sue me.

Herm. What of any importance has happened in the last however long it's been since I've written? (This brings my September posts up to 3. Amazing.) Well, the season premier of Numb3rs was Friday. That was essentially really amazing. I love that show. Charlie is my hero. I was surprised that Larry was in it. I thought he was gone forever. And we all knew that Colby couldn't be the evil double agent they made him out to be. Furthermore, there wasn't enough math in that episode. It was all weird quasi-math. But that's ok, I'm just glad the show is back. It's really the only thing I watch.

Ooh, yesterday was the pancake run. It was ridiculously fun. So basicially the whole cross country team went running, and after we got back, we all ate pancakes. It was really exciting. Haha, we were stretching, and Tyler wasn't there, so we were all thinking "Where's Tyler? He's supposed to be here!" but he wasn't. So we stretch, and then we look up, and bam! there's Tyler. It was crazy. Austin, Leah, Will, and I had a party. Leah put whipped cream in Austin's hair, and we got OJ in the butter that looked like mayo, and Austin and Will played chubby bunny, and I refused to be bossed around even though I'm a freshman.... It was amazing. I love my team. Be jealous.

Haha, last night I went to see "The Game Plan" with Paige, Julia, and Paul. It was ridiculously cute. And we called Packy. I love that boy beyond belief. He was sorta peeved we disturbed the halofest though. And he was disgusted that Julia and Paige didn't know what Beowulf was. It was rather unfortunate. He and I are totally going to go see that movie. I'm excited.

Ok, off to bed. And I also have to plan my outfit for wacky tacky day. It's spirit week, Homecoming is this week. Exciting, no? But I'll tell you about that later.

Love to all!
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Cross County, Emily Squared, et al.

Cross Country rocks my socks. And also roxers my boxers. (Please, no comments on that!) Pretty much I have the most amazing team ever. And we have SOOOOO much fun. It's crazy. Pluus, we're all really crazy. So we had this meet Friday, the Liberty Bell Invite, which is like the biggest meet in the history of ever. So, it's Friday, and we're all really tired. I'm in the really special special bus (it's short and handycap accessable!). They're paving Quincy, so it smelled like tar. And then Sarah Long starts eating this banana that's totally smashed. And so we're commenting on both and then it's all "Banana tar!" and we crack up. Then we were naming goldfish. Like the crackers, not the actual fish. Anyway, it was a party and also a riot. I laughed a lot. Plus, I ran really well at that race. I though it was going to be aweful, but then I ran a 27:45-ish. It made me sooooooooo happy! Riley, who, by the way, is amazing and I love her dearly, got 45th. I was so proud of her! She's a freshman, by the way, and out of over 200 people, she got 45th. AMAZING! Tyler again beat Will, but only by a few seconds. I was happy for him. I love Tyler.

My new bestie, or one of them, is named Emily. So together we make Emily Squared. It's amazing, and we love it. It's a little weird at first to talk to someone with your name, but it's so funny. Our typical greeting: "Emily!" "Emily!" It's funny. Guess you have to be there. I'm so happy! I have friends. My current besties are Emily, Adrianne, Sonia, and Alyssa. Alli is cool, as is Karen. And there are a bunch of other gals I won't mention. Then there are my guy friends, but we won't start on those yet. Mayhaps soon I'll devote an entire post to my new friendlies. That would be cool.

Haha, today I felt like a little kid again. I went to Wash Park, and we played on the play-ground. It made me so happy. I love being a little kid! First, we, we being Paul, Nick, Alex Port, Rivie, and me, played the lamest game of Ultimate Frisbee in the history of lame ultimate. Then we walked over and got icecream. It was tasty. I enjoyed it emmensely. Then we came back and played on the playground. It's amazing how much bigger everything seemed when we were little. I feel so old and big. :( Anyway, that was really fun. I almost called Packy, but I didn't. I'm kind of sad I didn't, because I miss that boy. A lot. Because Packy is my alter ego. Even though my alterego is a gay french artist or something... don't ask, we were all really sugar-high and slap-happy when we decided this.

Haha, this morning, I went driving. It was really exciting! I spent an hour driving around the cemetary. Paul said it was fitting. I wanted to slap him. Anyway, it was pretty fun. In all reality, the van isn't that hard to drive, despite the fact that it's roughly the size of an elephant. Then I drove home from the cemetary. I would say I did pretty well. I was proud of myself. I can't wait to hit the real road, although it's a little intimidating. Maybe I'll stay off the free-way for another month or two.

Ok, that about sums up my life. I'd talk about school, but pretty much all my classes are a joke, except French III Honors, which is actually challanging. Ok, I have stuff to do, and also I have to sleep.
Night! And Love to all!

~the supreme ruler of the universe!

Why You Should Stay Off the Roads, Among Other Things.

Yay for drivers's ed! I just completed the skills course at MasterDrive, and I have my permit. So look out world, here I come! I can drive now! The classroom days were really boring, and the movies were ridiculous, but what ever. The skills course was a party. Backing up is hard,but other than that, it was a blast. I'm a decent driver, especially seeing as I've only driven for 2 days. I haven't actually driven on an actual road yet, but I'm getting there. First I have to get used to my behemoth minivan and get accustomed to driving in parking lots and cemetaries and the like before I take on the big bad world. Because, you know, I'd really rather not kill myself my first time driving. That wouldn't be much fun.

Hmm, peer pressure is bad. And I give into it. I blame Packy. All because he told me (well, begged, pleaded, and otherwise used cheap tactics to convince me) to buy htis album by In Flames. No one other than he knows who they are. They're a crazy metal band. They're not that bad, but I still only bought it because he told me to. They're Swedish. Not what you'd expect, is it? A metal band made up of Swedes? But what ever. I highly doubt my parents would totally approve of my music choices, but they don't have to listen. And I'm not going to go all psycho because I listen to metal. I mean, look at Packy! He's....actually, he's not normal. But it's not the music that makes him weird.

Excuse me whilst I pound my brother into a pulp. He has this calculator thing, but when you press a certain key, every button makes it play a song. Except it's in that nasty mechanical beep and they're really bad songs! I swear, if I hear "The Mexican Hat Dance" one more time on that thing, my head will explode! It's painful!

Ok, well, I'm dead tired, and I have a lo-o-o-o-ong week ahead of me. I have school Tuesday and Wednesday, and then Wednesday night I'm leaving for Freshman Retreat, so I won't get back until Friday. I have cross country practice on Friday, a meet Saturday (I have to be at school at 6:30!) and then, after the meet Saturday, I probably have to go to this choir retreat, and then, after I get back from that, I have school again Monday. Ug, I have too much to do with my life.

Packy isn't accepting his music, so I'm going to bed. And never waking up. Ever ever ever. Because I'm toooooooooo TIRED!
Guten nacht!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

New Schools, New Subjects, New Friends, and all that jazz

Well, I have officially completed my first 2 days at Kent Denver. It's pretty much a party. I still don't really have all that many friends, but there are a couple I hang out with. Half of them are seniors on the Cross Country team, but that's ok! I have freshman pallies too. Like Tyler. He's amazing. And also my current best friend who's not a St. Anne's kid. But if you met him, you would think he's just about the coolest kid in the world. So yeah. There's another girl, who's in my advisory and also my choir and a few of my other classes who's really cool. So I'm well on my way to having friends.

Pretty much classes are really fun. I know that sounds like absolute BS, but my teachers are amazing. Mr. Burnham, my LST (science) teacher is crazy. He smashed a watch on our first day. It was really cool. My Western Civ. teacher, Mrs. Shannon, is totally nuts. I mean, complete and utter basket case. But she seems nice enough, so it's all good. Essentially, all my teachers are good, and none of the classes are too dreadful as of yet, so it's all good.

Cross country is a party as ever. The first meet is tomorrow, but I'm not running since I'm JV. What ever. I'll be running in spirit. Or something equally sappy and stupid. Because I love my team. They are amazing, and yeah. Amazing. You should all be jealous of my amazing team.

Ok, well, I'm really tired right now, my phone is beeping incessantly at me, and my music becons. Not to mention my lip is twitching. I don't think that's normal.

Good night, world!
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Whatever My Poor Mind Comes Up With

Happy birthday to me. Ain't that exciting. Wow, I'm 15. Bet you all are really excited by that. Sadly, I'm not really either. I tcould have something to do with the fact that I'm not actually doing anything for my birthday today. I woke up at 6:20 for cross country, ran, and then I've been home alone since. Tonight my parents have a function to attend, so they're not getting home til later, and the my brother is out with a friend all night, so it's not even really a whole family affair. ANd to top it all off, it's not even totally my birthday. My mom's is the same day, so I don't even have the whole day to myself. It might sound selfish, but for once, I'd just like to have a day just for me.

So I'm sitting here alone and I have this strong desire to do something recless and crazy. Like get drunk. Except not really, cuz that's a really really stupid thing to do, not to mention my parents would kill me. And I don't even want to know what all my friends would do if I did something that stupid. The next thing that comes to mind is go out and dye my hair. Like blue or fire-engine red or something crazy. That's really tempting. So is either getting a haircut or cutting it myslef, and making it totally crazy. Like all ragged and stuff. It's really hard not to do that. The only thing, really, keeping me from doing it is the thought of my friends. Seriously, if I didn't have friends who would flip if I did something along those lines, I'd do it. Maybe I'll go get another piercing. It'd be seriously cool. Except I think I'd need a parent for that. Darn.

You know what I might go do now? I think I'm going to go blast extremely loud headbanging, explitive-laden music and party. It sounds like a lot of fun, and it would certainly break the monotony of the day. I guess I've finally lost it, as right now even going to school is sounding like fun. I guess boredom does weird things to you.

I'm so embarassed to be related to my brother. I know it's not very nice of me to be disgusted by his lack of writing talent (I mean, we can't all be super-geniuses, can we? :) )but seriously, it's pathetic. I wrote better in 4th grade! Listen to this, It's an excerpt from some of the stuff he did for his summer journal. He writes, and this is a direct quote,
"A-Rod's Criticism
Alex Rodriguez's season is farr too good to be getting all this from the fans and media. Some of this is good, but most of its bad. THe fans got on him last year when he was slumping, but this yeah he is roaring out of the gates with 39 homeruns. HE also made the all-star team in which he played six innings. He made the team because of his bat. THe critics are talking bad about his 'poor' fielding, but its average. They area also on him because he strikes out a lot, but power hitters strike out more than regular hitters."
Would somebody like to explain what the devil any of that means? I'd write more, but I don't actually feel like it. In fact, I may take a nap. I fdon't know.

i feel loved, Ms. Gilbert just called to wish me a happy birthday, and Alex called me during his lunch break. I love my friends. Even if they do keep me from being impulsive. ;)

love to all.
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Serious Insecurity and Other Stuff Like That

CAUTION: The following writing is me being ridiculously insecure and girly. It is more a release than actual information. If you have no desire to read me complaining about a multitude of problems, DON'T BOTHER READING ANY MORE!

I am officially a prig, a prat, a dither-spaz, and any number of other things. It's rather tragic, and also makes me want to cry. So essentially there was a freshman pizza party/ get to know the other kids type night tonight. And I made a complete and utter fool of my self on SO many levels. Which basically means that as of right now, I'm looking forward to having a looooong freshman year without a best friend. Which I have to say is really intimidating, because I haven't been without a best friend since preschool, 11 long years ago. And about 9 of those years, my best friend was the same person. So I'm having some serious insecurity issues at the moment. I really need a hug. Badly.

Anyway, I was hanging out with one of my friends, Paul, (yeah, so I'll still have my St. Anne's friends, but I need other friends. Especially since all my SAES pals are boys now.) and a boy who used to go to school with us but let after 5th grade was there. I never much liked him, but seeing as he was Paul's friend in lower school, I decided I could at least try to be civil. But Paul was going to drage me over to talk to him. While on my way over, right after Paul had gotten Richard's attention, I managed to trip into a little ditch. Then, after Richy (yeah, that's what they call him now) admitted to knowing me, I scolded him for not talking to me at weight training over the summer. Once he remembered that I was indeed there and apologized for not talking to me, I told him I didn't actually care. How stupid am I? Urg!

Then I pulled a classic Emily dither-spaz meeting a new person moment. I have this nack (is that how you spell that?) for goiong totally crazy when I meet new people, and I definately did that. So this kid Thomas introduced himself to me, and he was a very nice boy. Then I proceeded to say something to the extrent of "I'm Emily. I'm crazy. In case you hadn't noticed. Anyway, this is Caroline. She's not crazy. Well, at least, not as crazy as I am, not that that's actually saying ,much seeing as I'm pretty crazy...I'm going to stop talking now." The poor kid. I'm pretty sure I terrified him. Now, all of this was in a higher, slightly hysterical-sounding voice. I always do that. I just can't make my self stop talking. Sort of like now, except I can't stop reliving it.

Someone please help me out here, tell me I'm not crazy and an absolute freak, and that I will make friends. I need a hug.

~the insecure ruler of dither-spazzes

Back From the Wild Blue Yonder and all that...

HELLO LOYAL READERS!

Sorry it's been so long since my last post, but I've been on vacation in New Hampshire. (New Hampster for you cool people) Anyway, I spent my days there swimming, running, reading, and eating on the shores of Spofford Lake. For those of you who know anything about New Hampshire, Spofford is just outside of Keene on the Vermont boarder. THe nearest VT. town in Brattleboro. In case any ofyou care. So essentially it was a lot of fun, even if I only ran once and my shoulder started acting up again. For full details on the woes of my shoulder, call or e-mail me and I'll tell you the whole sad story.

So, alas, it's that time of year; the time we all dread: the end of summer! Cue scary, powerful music Anyway, I start school the 28th, although the vast majority of my friends start about the 20th. Poor them. It would figure that the last few weeks of summer are the hottest. I swear, it's been over 90 more in the last week than it has been the rest of the year. Dreadful, really, seeing as I have cross country practice. Running in the aweful heat is no fun. None at all.

I've started cross country pre-season. It's pretty cool. All the kids seem pretty nice, which is good. I'm really really slow, but at the moment, I don't care. I know I'm not a varsity runner, and frankly, I don't really care. It's fun just being on the team. Every one is crazy, and I know a hand-full of people from middle-school, so it's "jolly good fun" as my coach says. Yes yes. Cross country is definately the best thing ever. Especially as we listened to Brittney Spears, the BackStreet Boys, N*Sync, and Disney songs in the bus. I already love my team, and I hardly know them. Heck yes!

Alas and alack, school is almost here. Aparantly in high school, you're too mature for supply lists, so I have NO idea what I need for school. It's pretty amazing. I don't have my schedule yet, which is tragic, but I have school books coming out my ears. It's really ridiculous the stuff you need for all the classes. One thing I'm looking forward to is English. My old school has such and insanely strong English porgram that I'm going to be able to sleep through English, and also possibly math. That should be exciting, no?

Hmmm, it's thundering and lightning-ing (it that right? Paul?) outside. That's fun! I hope it rains! Rain is the best! Although if it does it means I have to sit in the snack bar with absolutely nothing to do for hours and hours. That's not much fun. But it'll be worth it to listen to the rain come down. I really really like rain. A lot. And also Irish accents, so I think I'll move to Ireland. I want to do a semester abroad at University of Dublin or something like that in college. I'll ask my old English teacher about that, as he did that. I'm jealous!

Alright, well, that's about all, folks. Oh yeah, and if anyone in this wide wide world knows how to make the comment button thingy show up in some of my old posts, I'd really appreciate it if they'd give me a hand. (NICK!)
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Deathly Hallows, L-o-o-o-o-o-ong Swim Meets, My Heros, etc.

WARNING: I may inadvertantly give away HUGE bits of Hary Potter, so if you haven't read it yet, don't read this until you're done. I apologize if I ruin it for you, but YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Ok, so essentially I got the new Harry Potter at about 2:30 pm on Saturday, and I definately locked myself in my room for about 7 hours and read the entire book. It was amazing!She killed off all my favorite characters, though. Honestly, lest's list all the characters I love that she's killed off. In OOTP, she killed Sirius, who was awesome. In HBP, it was Dumbledore. And she also mauled Bill, and he was my favorite non-main Weasley. In DH, she killed off Moody, Headwig, Tonks, Lupin, Snape, and FRED! She killed Fred. MY FRED!!!!! My favorite Weasley, my beloved twin, my future husband, for the love of pete! I cried like a baby when he died. I'm not kidding, I was sitting in my bed sobbing. c

I don't know what any one else thought of the epilog, but I was a little disappointed with it. It only talked about Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Harry. And of course, their kids. Oh, yeah, and Neville, who's now the Herbology Professor at Hogwarts. I really wish they had talked more about Teddy Tonks. They did have Fleur and Bill's kid, if you picked that up. It was Victoire. I really wish, though, that they had talked about George and Hogwarts, and the rest of the Order and maybe more about Malfoy. He's really not as much of a smarmy...twit, yeah, twit.. as I'd like to think. In fact, I almost like him now. Almost. I love how his kid is named Scorpius. I wonder if he married Pansy Parkinson? All in all, though, the book was amazing.

Haha, so any way, Saturday was also Champoinships. I swam pretty well, especially seeing as it was an aweful pool. 7th in the 100 breast, 10th in the 100 fly, and 12th in the 200 free. But some of the people I was swiming against were freakishly fast. So I did well. Anyway, there were 2 heats of everything, and it was an 8-lane pool. It was all fast kids, too. Somehow, though, the meet took 6 and a half hours. Six and a half hours I tell you! How ludicrous is that?!? So essentially I was at the pool for over 7 hours on Saturday. Not fun, not fun at all. I was really mad at the Castle Rock people.

Tee hee hee, Muscles is my hero. For those of you who don't know, Kris, AKA Muscles, is this kid on my swim team who is pretty much my best friend. He's 13, about 4'8" and 60 pounds, and he's got huge muscles, hence the name. He's an amazing swimmer, and I am so jealous. Plus, he's just about the coolest kid I know. So if you ever meet a kid named Kris Thomson, he's amazing and you should be his friend. Hmm, who else is my hero. That's right; ANDY! Andy Farner, my swim coach. He's "retireing" this year. You can't really call it retiring since he's 22, but he';s not coaching any more. He's amazing. He's 6'4"-ish, skinny as heck, has awesome tatoos, red hair, and he's the freaking best swimmer ever. Seriously, if he had wanted, he could have made it to the Olympics. If you ever meet him, you'll love him.

Has anyone (other than Julia) ever heard the song "You Body is a Wonderland"? If you haven't; don't. It's really a dreadful song. Just read these lyrics! It about makes me sick, as I can only picture this as his current GF, Jessica Simpson. Gag me!

We got the afternoon
You got this room for 2
One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you
1 mile to every inch
Your skin like porcelain
one pair of candy lips
And your bubblegum tongue

Cuz if you want love
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be a while

Your body is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder I'll use my hands
Allright, that's about enough of that! No more, no more, make it stop!

Ok, thats all I have to say today. I love you all. Oh, for those of you who care, Packy is back from China!
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Championships, Harry Potter, and The Wedding

Ok, well, here's basically what's on my mind currently.

First and foremost, the impending release of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Yeah, I know, I ranted for a fair bit about it in my last post, but honestly, I'm now counting milliseconds until I can get my grubby hands on a copy of the book. I cannot wait! I just saw a video on Yahoo! about people somehow getting copies or claiming to have gotten them and posting parts or the whole of the book on the internet. I suppose if you really wanted to find out what happened and didn't want to bother with the book, that would be something to to, but really, if you wanted to know what happened that badly, it would just be worth it to wait for the book. According to my desk-top widget, it is exactly 2 days, 4 hours, 15 minutes, and 20 seconds...19...18 and counting until the book comes out. I pre-ordered mine ages ago, so I'll be getting it on Saturday. My only fear is that I'll get it late. I'm getting it shipped, so I don't know what time it'll show up at my house. THat leads me to my next topic, because if the book doesn't show up at about 6 am, i'll be at

Championships! I did really well in prelims, so I'm seeded as follows: I officially got 13th in my 200 freestyle (but I didn't swim all that well- I should have a good shot at moving up in that one) 10th (out of 10, haha, but only by about .03 seconds, soooo.....)in my 100 fly, and 8th in my 100 breast, which I didn't swim all that well either, so I'm pretty excited as I actually have a shot at getting points in that one. I'm certainly not getting first - the girl who won is baout 15 seconds faster than I am. Sad, really. But she's sort of psychotically good, and I'm really really jealous of her. But I'm pretty proud of myself. I've made it to championships in the breaststroke since I was 9, so it's nice to know I can still do it. As far as fly goes, I'm in the same position I was last year -10th out of 10. Bust last year, I managed to beat the other girl in my heat, and I actually beat a few girls in the other heat. Unfortunately, the way championships works, only the people in the first heat actually get points, so I could only get 9th even though technically I got 7th or something. And I'm in about the same place in the 200 free. That's pretty funny. Now my goal is to finally make All-Stars in the 100 breast. I didn't make it last year, and I really really want to make it this year.

So today we had a rehearsal for Angela's wedding. I'm so excited. "When I'm 64" sounds absolutely fantastic! Gil's friend listened to us and helped us out, and she thought we were teriffic, and she should know, so I'm pretty confident. Alas, we had to kick out "My Girl" because Father Bob decided that we needed a religious song at the wedding. So now we're singing "In the Garden". It's not terribly difficult, and the harmonies fall into place easily, but it's kind of a drag having to learn a new song when the wedding is about 2 weeks away. Oh well. We've never yet failed to sound amazing. I still feel guilty about wearing white to Angela's wedding - I feel like we're stealing her spotlight - but she insists she wants it. It's going to be so much fun! I only wish Rives was going to be there. Guess you can't have everything.

That's all for now, folks!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Harry Potter! OMFG!

Hey hey!

So essentially, last night I saw the new HP movie, Order of the Phoenix (Ootp). Being a totally Harry Potter freak, I was SUPER spyched for the movie. I didn't love the other 4, but hey, they were pretty good. The cast was great, they stuck to the books for the most part, and some of the little add-ins were abso-bloody-lutely hilarious! So that was what I was expecting in Ootp. Sadly, I didn't get that. The cast was decent, although I didn't much like Mrs. Figg, but Luna Lovegood was perfect for the role. That girl is my hero. The worst part by far was how much the movie and the book differentiated. I really really liked the 5th book in the HP saga, but I have to say the movie pretty well butchered it. From the very beginning, you knew something was wrong. There were no cryptic notes from Ron and Hermione, there was no lurking under the windows in hopes of hearing about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's return. More importantly, there was no Mundungus Fletcher, a rather crucial character, if you remember. The dementors were poorly portrayed in the film, and Dudly was an absolute moron! He's always been a bit thick, but he was beyond that in this one.

I was really disappointed with the Grimauld Place scenes, especially as they're my favorite parts of the book. The scenes there were surprisingly brief, and many things, including the boggart, Sirius's mum's portrait, and the talking photo frame in Harry's room. The conflict between Percy (the world's biggest prat!) and the rest of the Weasleys didn't occur, although you did see him working with the Minister. I really wouldn't care if that twit dropped off the face of the earth. But anyway.

Ron hardly seemed to have a role in this film. Most of the time was spent in Harry's nightmares and Daily Prophet headlines. Honestly, Ron had about 3 spoken lines. Seamus didn't show up much in the movie, which was unfortunate due to his huge row with Harry. Hermione, Ron, and Malfoy's prefect-ness wasn't in the movie, nor was Cho's friend Marietta, who untimately ratted out the D.A. Hogsmede had no part in the film either, though I can't say I'm too depressed for not seeing Harry and Cho in Madam Puddifoot's shop. I really don't much like that girl. Ginny's relationships with Micheal Corner and Dean didn't really happen, but oh well. I'm not too upset. Quidditch didn't even happen in the book, which was rather sad, as I wanted to see Ron fly, and I really wanted to see Harry and Fred beat the heck out of Malfoy. (It was Fred, right? I can't remember...)

Over all, I'd say they spent too much time on Harry's stupid nightmares, and not enough time on the rest of the story. Especially the D.A. And Sirius. I have to say I didn't have much emotional attatchment to my favorite character, and that's saying something, seeing as I came in madly in love with Sirius.

Ok, I'm done whining about the movie. I was just really excited for this, and I was let down. Oh well.

On a lighter, WAAAAAAAY more exciting note, only 8 days til Deathly Hallows! I can't wait!
Here are my theories on the book. I don't think Harry is going to die, but somehow I don't see Voldy dying either. I think somehow they screw the prophesy, but all the Horcruxes are destroyed so Voldemort is mortal and decided to give up his quest for world domintation or something like that. Hagrid and maybe Neville are going to die. Hermione is going to kick some serious butt, and Fred and George are going to join the Order. Tonks and Lupin will get married! Snape isn't really evil, and the Malfoys get killed.
Here's my theory on Snape. He's still a double agent, still on the good side. An arguement between Dumbledore and Snape was overheard, and Snape was saying he was tired of doing something, but Dumbledore said he had to. (Hmm, support Malfoy? Be a double agent?) Another thing - He was under an Unbreakable Vow that he would carry out Voldemort's orders if dear old Draco failed, and honestly, who was expecting him to succeed? So really he had no choice. Kill Dumbledore and keep his ploy as a Death Eater, or break the Unbreakable Vow and die a very painful death and hereby stop all inside info about Voldemort from getting to the Order? Both choises suck, but seeing as Harry has all the necessary knowlege to destroy the Horcruxes, it's ok for Dumbledore to die. That's my take.

Ok, I'm obsessed. Nothing else to say there.

Oh, by the way, for those of you who care (AKA Olivia), only 25 days untill Spofford! I can't wait!!!!!!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

My Daddy's a Hobbit!

Hello, everyone! Or no one, as the case may be! In any case, I have an interesting topic, or possibly topics, today.

First: My daddy's a hobbit. We were getting ready to go pick up my brother from his lax (lacrosse, for those of you not smart enough to know) camp, and my dad was sitting there eating olives. "These olives and a Jamba Juice should be a good pre-lunch," he says. As a joke, I asked him if he had "second breakfast" and lo and behold, he had. I told him he was turning into a hobbit, and he offered to show me his hairy toes. Then, when I told him he had better not start living in a hobbit hole, he mentioned that the basement was starting to look rather cave-like. So pretty much my dad has become a hobbit. I'm still not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but I'll be sure to let you know.

Ooh, I have an irony for you. I was running on the trail the other day, and this lady on a bike passed me. She was wearing one of those biking jerseys, you know the ones with the water-bottle pockets in the back and all that? So I'mm running along and she passes me, so I look up. Her jersey is pink with flowers on it, except the center of the flowers are those cakes with the cream swirl. Swiss cake rolls, I think. Now, that's a little odd, but someone could just think it looked cool. Nope! Know what company was named in HUGE letters on the back? That's right- Hostess. As in the company that makes twinkies and all that crap. Irony, eh?

Hmm, what else can I talk about? Well, um, Patrick left for China. That's pretty cool. He's got a 3-hour flight to LAX, then a 14 or 15 hour one to Beijing, and finally a last 1-hour to Peking, or some other -ing city in China. I wasn't paying all that much attention to him. My cousin just accidentally deleted all her semi pictures. (The semi is their version of an 8th grade graduation dance, or possibly just a spring dance, I'm not totally sure.) Oh, wait, she fixed it. That's good. I'm happy for her.

Haha, for the 4th, well, actually the 3rd, of July, I'm going to a Firefall concert. No one knows who Firefall is. They're a Colorado band from the 70's or so, and they do a sort of rock-folk-country sorta music. They're good. I like them.

Ok, the 8th grade video came, so I'm going to go watch that. And I'm not going to cry. So there! For those of you who think I am some sort of cold, insensitive freak, well, more power to you. Maybe I had my emotions surgically removed, or possibly my tear glands. Or maybe I just don't cry. Take your pick.

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Simply Because I Haven't Written in Ages

Hi guys!
Checking in with the morning report. The leopards are in a bit of a spot, and the gorillas are simply going ape over it. The graffes are acting like they're above it all.... Ok, done with my Lion King randomness.

Woah, the sky is the coolest color right now! I've never seen anything quite this cool; it's all stormy out, so it's really overcast and gray and whatnot, except the sun is almost down, so everything has this orangy and purpley glow to it, so instead of gray and black clouds, they're pinky-orange and purpl-gray. It's pretty much the coolest thing ever, and I wish you could see it. Sadly, it's fading fast, and there's no way I could capture it in a picture even if it was still clear. Oh well. Guess it's just one of those things you'll have to trust me on, seeing as my discription doesn't sound all that appealing. It's hard to tell you about; guess you just have to see it. "Maybe I'll tell you all about it when I'm in the mood to lose my way with words..." (Great John Mayer song, by the way!)

Hmmm, speaking of, I haven't told you all about the John Mayer concert yet, have I? Well, Julia and I went to the John Mayer concert at Red Rocks the other day, which was pretty much really amazing. The opener was Brett Dennen, and he is really great. He is the funniest-looking guy I have ever seen in my life, but he sings really well, and his songs are good. Then they not really opener, but not the main even band was Ben Folds, and they were so cool. They are living proof that nerds will rule the world, because they were the nerdiest band I have ever heard/seen. They rock my world. Just so you know. Then John Mayer came on, and he was indescribably good, and his voice makes me swoon (haha, not really, but there's not a good way to describe it) and he's a cutie, and he has cute hair. His songs are great. Enough said. Ha ha, so anyway, he came on for the encore, and he's sitting on a stool at the mic doing accoustic, and he says " I try to do my best to be honest in my music. I'm honest in my guitar playing, I'm honest in my lyrics, and honestly, right now, I'm a little drunk." It was about the funniest thing I had ever heard. And you could tell he was a little out there. It was funny. But he still sang and played amazingly well, so it's all good. Man, I wish I could play guitar like John Mayer! He really is something!

Ok, enough about John Mayer. Except here's a hot picture of him, because I can't resist. well, maybe not hot, but hey. Here's another...


Okay, okay, enough already.









Ok, on the topic of hot musicians, however, have any of you seen either George or Johnny Harrison? Oh, wow. Amazing. And George is so freaking amazing. Here, look upon him. And, for all your sakes, I'll spare you my rant on the wonders of his music. Just trust me, it's amazing!


Ain't he a cutie?








Alright, goodnight, world! I have to be up at the crack of dawn for swimming, but that's for another day.

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Woot, Word, Intense, Suffice, and Other Weird Words

Today I'm dedicating my post to all those random words that people use. Because I'm a word whore - I'm in love with words. I use waaaaaaaaaaaaay too many for my own good.

Woot: awesome expression of happiness, excitement, other happy, exciting emotions. Can be used sarcastically. As in, "We're going to visit great aunt Matilda. Woot!"

Word: a lot like woot, except I've only ever heard Packy use it. I don't know if you can use it sarcastically.

Intense: 70's surfer word that's making a come-back at Littleton High School, according to inside sources. It's like radical. It means awesome.

Suffice: contrary to popular belief, it is actually a word. It means it'll work. So if something will suffice, it's not ideal, but it's okay.

Meh: an expression of tiredness, upset, other sad, not good emotions. So if you were in a bad mood, you would say meh.

Semoforous: not actually a word. Kiki made it up. Works best followed by twit, as in "You are a semoforous twit!" Doesn't really have a meaning.

Bloody: adjective a lot like thrice-accursed, stupid, or damned. Just a colorful semi-swear word. Except in Britain, it actually is a swear word. So it's a good thing I don't live in Britain!

Aye: means yes. Except it's either nautical or Irish. Or Scottish, to please Sean.

Fekking: the Irish version of the "f-word". No, I'm not going to write out the English version lest I be busted. That would be tragic. Best if said in an Irish accent with a few bloody-s thrown in.

Blast: a lot like darn. It's really funny to say, and it makes people look at you funny.

Blech: a cartoon/ book word that no one really actually says. Except Kiki. But she's awesome, so don't diss.

Ok, I've temperarily run out of words, so I shalst add more some other time, but I have to get ready for a swim meet in the morning, and also I have to pack for John Mayer. SOOOOOO fekking excited!
love to all!
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Writing, Reading, and Rocking Out

Greetings, earthlings! That doesn't work very well, seeing as I'm an earthling too, but just go with it.

So, on to the first topic of the day: WRITING!!!!! I don't know how many of you are writers. I know Paul and Packy are, and Julia dabbles in it, but I have no idea if anyone else who reads this (or doesn't, in Packy's case) engages in the fine art of word-craft. If you don't, you should. Nothing feels quite as amazing as that feeling you get when you have a burning idea for a story, and that rush as you put it all down on paper. Or in Word, whichever works for you. Right now, I've got that going on. I got this idea for a story and I've been burning graphite all day. That's what I love about summer writing. You have all the time in the world to put your thoughts on paper.
Essentially, the main outline of the story is this. There are two universes that are pretty much parallel, but they aren't parallel in the sence that most people think. It's not the whole 'how the universe would have turned out if you hade made different choices' type thing. It's the same characters in a completely different setting. Think Orlando Bloom in "Pirates" and "LOTR". Same character, different settings. Nah, that's not it. Think....hmmm. I can't think of a good example. There's the girl in one world, and she's a normal teenager like us in our time period. And then in the other universe, she's the same girl, same name, same looks, same personality, but this time it's sort of midevil or something. Different universes, same characters. It's sort of like a play, where it's always the same characters, but the setting and plot change in different performances. If that makes any sense. So these two world are linked in a way where anything you do in one universe will affect the other one. So if you kill someone in one world, it does't necessarily mean that person will die in the other world, but you might become a criminal in the second world or something. Still working on that bit. But yeah, that's the basic lay-out. If you want to actually figure out what the devil I'm talking about, you'll have to get me to send it to you, which I will do.

Reading is my favorite passtime currently. Seeing as I'm stuck at home with pretty much nothing to do, reading is what I'm left with. I mean, you can only stare at a computer screen for so long. I just finished Masquerade which is the second book in the Blue Bloods series. It's cool - modern-day vampires. Waaaaaaay fun, and it's got love and adventure and social outcasts and cute boys and blood-sucking. Everything you need for a good book. And it's not Count Dracula type vampires either. So you should read them. They're by Melissa de la Cruz. I think that's her name. Somebody de la Cruz. And then I also just finished another Sarah Dessin book. (Someone Like You, The Truth About Forever, This Lullaby) This one was Keeping the Moon. It was good. And it had more love, and more cute boys, and lots of other stuff. Total chick book. I like it a lot. Oh and the Harry Potter books. Re-reading all of those too. Have to be ready for the new one. July 21!!!!!1 It can't come soon enough!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rocking out. Is it just me, or is music addictive? Because I definately can't get along without it! Seriously, I try to sleep without it and it's too quiet, same with reading. And I need something whenever I'm on the computer. I live with music. Does anyone else do that, or is it just me? Yeah, but music is my summer. I don't think I've spent more than an hour without music all summer (ha ha, 5 days of it) unless I was sleeping. It rocks my world.

Ok, off to work I go. It could be a loooooooooong day in the snack bar, seeing as it's gray, over-cast and rainy. Who goes swimming in this weather?
~the supreme ruler of the universe

SUMMER!!!! and Whatever Else Comes to Mind

Wow, I haven't written in AGES! But I've had a lot to do. Finals, end of year parties, end of year other stuff, visiting relatives.....
Anyway, it is officially SUMMER BREAK!!!!! Thank God for that.

Summer is the best thing in the world. No school, no reason to really do anything other than hang out with friends, sleep, go to the pool, all that good stuff. Sadly, for me, summer involves major sleep deprivation. Seeing as I have to get up at 5:40 to get to swim practice in the mornings, and then at least 6, if not earlier, on Saturdays for meets, there's very little oppertunity for sleeping in in my world. Especially when I have a job. But really, swim team is worth all the lack of sleep. So are all the parties when I stay up til the wee hours of the morning and still get up at the crack of dawn. REally, it wouldn't be summer without the late nights. Or the early mornings. The nice thing about it is that when school starts, it's almost like sleeping in. For the first week.....

I can't remember if I've mentioned this, but my latest musical obsession/craze/interest/call it what you will, is Slipknot. They're amazing, and I like them a lot. Really, they aren't as crazy nutso as you might think, seeing as they're "metal," not alternative or anything cool like that. Although they're kinda catalogued as rock on iTunes. Or, at least, one album is. Which I find really really odd. But I don't run iTunes.

Speaking of, iTunes has a whole bunch of cool stuff, not the least of which being the fact that they're selling Paul McCartney's new album on iTunes. For those of you who are familiar with the huge lawsuits and whatnot between Apple computers and the Beatles' Apple record label, you'll understand that this is huge news. Pretty cool, eh? They also have iTunes plus, which is cool, because it allows you to buy the music so when you share it you don't have to authorize all the other computers. So that's majorly cool, because now, assuming my computer stops being stupid and hating on me, I can e-mail/IM music to people. Which makes me deeply happy inside.

Ok, thinking I'm gonna sign off and go to bed now, because I want some sleep before swimming and weight training tomorrow, seeing as I got all of 6 housr of sleep last night. Yay!

~the supreme ruler of the universe

"Illegal" Computer Use and Other Thoughts During My Useless Study Hall

Hee hee, hello everyone! I'm currently checking e-mail and writing my blog while I'm sitting in the school library during my 5th period study hall. As you should all know, it's not allowed. Oooooh, I'm a rebel. Haha, not really, we do it all the time, there's nothing to do in study hall when there's 1 academic day of school left. Ain't that exciting? I'm SOOOOOOO ready to be out of school it's not even funny. Any way, I just felt like sharing my little bit of criminal activity with you. What's the point of not letting us check e-mail and whatnot at school? What are we gonna do? If we're going to hack or send evil messages, we can do that just as easily here as at home, so they're not preventing anything. And people don't use the computers around here enough anyway to have it be a ussage issue. I mean, there are like 2 other people on computers currently, and no one in the lab. So this is stupid that we're not supposed to be doing this. No other school in the world cares about what you're doing on the computer. In the Kent book, it just said that homeowrk had priority over IM-ing and e-mail. See, they recognize that we're gonna be screwing around on the computer. It's so stupid that we're not supposed to do that here.

For any of my fellow classmates reading this, what say you to a rebellion tomorrow? Or Wednesday, whichever works. I'm thinking we go completely out of dress-code. Flip-flops, gym clothes, the whole deal. I'm totally excited for this. Maybe I'll actually get a warning point. If I don't, I may have to just up and slug Chellie. Might do that anyway if he doesn't stop annoying me. And I won't actually hurt him that much. You must all realize that.

Ok, I have run out of things to say. I'm going to go read the first like 15 pges of some random book and then go to my next class. Whatever that is. Oh, french. Yuck.

~the supreme ruler of the universe

Graduation, the Last Days of School, Why I'll Never Make Friends in High School, and Anything Else That Comes to Mind

Hello, loyal (or not) readers! I really need more friends, no one reads this. Frankly, I can't say I blame them, but I would like to feel loved every now and then.

Anyway, with graduation approaching, I feel like I should talk about it. I'm excited! I'm really sunburned, and it's a racing suit tan, so I'm gonna look really funny in my dress, instead of mostly funny. Go look at the May Day pictures if you don't believe me. I'm just a funny-looking person. Yeah, but I'm looking forward to grad. No matter how much I love my friends, and I love them more than life itself, I am SOOOOOOOO ready to get out of here. I need somewhere new to be. I mean, 11 years at the same school? That would drive anyone nuts! So I'm looking forward to it. Plus, the graduation parties are amazing. Like the luou (how do you spell that! lew-ow. The hawaiian thing!)last night. That was a party and a half. I like dancing. It's fun. Who cares if I look like a frog in a blender? It's fun, therefore I don't care. But yeah, who doesn't love hanging out with a bunch of friends and goofing around?

So finals are over, but some dope decided that we were going to have 2 and a half days of school after that. The half day is cleaning out lockers and the academic and athletic awards, but there is no point to the other two. We play games and watch movies and stuff. It's STUPID! I disapprove. Ug.

Here is where I'm going to start the long, never-ending list of why I will never make friends in highschool, no matter how many of the kids I'm with were my friends before high school.
1. I am a weird-o, there is no way around it
2. I'm too loud. I have 2 volumes: loud and scream.
3. I sing too much
4. I have more odd quirks than anyone I know
5. I'm too forward
6. I look like a frog in a blender when I dance, and I have other issues on the dance floor, too. ask Paige!
7. I listen to metal and oldies.
8. My current friends read Wired and Chess Life
9. I'm erratic in everything
There's a whole lot more I could say, but I'll stop now, as you probably don't want to hear anymore. I don't blame you.

Sunburns really hurt. In case you didn't know that. But I got totaly fried at the pool the other day, so my shoulders hurt like the devil whenever I raise my arms and/or sleep. It's not fun. So wear sunscreen, people. It's worth it.

Ok, well, I should probably do something productive with my time. Or not, but I'll pretend it is.
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Screamy Headbanging Music, Boys (again!), and Swimsuits

Ha ha, as promised in my first post, I'm going to write about screamy head-banging music. It really is amazing. If you're into music for melody and harmony and class, ignore the first part of this post. So pretty much I'm a recent convert. Because until about 2 years ago, I wouldn't listen to anything but oldies, and only last year did I start actually being interested in the new music scene. Plus I made friends who listened to cool music. Which is always good. So anyway, I have this friends qui s'appelle Patrick (Packy to his friend-type people). And he's pretty much crazy for the screamy stuff. He's corrupted me, although I'm not quite as hard-core as he is. My latest obsession- Slipknot. They are amazing, and I like them a lot. You should listen to them, because they really aren't dreadfully screamy like your lungs are going to be ripped out and torn to shreads. It's rather not painful at all to listen to this stuff. I enjoy them emmencely. I'm also corupted by Packy, so blame him if you don't like it.

Ok, yes, I really am going to talk about boys again. But that is because I am totally crushing on this boy, and there's a vague possibility that he could maybe like me. Which would be a first. Because boys just don't like me like that. :( So the possibility that he likes me is good. It makes me happy inside, which is nice, as I haven't been properly happy in far too long. Although I was happy Monday. Yes, but anyway, he is very cute, and even though he is a bit arrogant and sometimes a bit mean to some people, I like him a lot. Besides, arrogance is good, and I'm mean all the time. So I forgive him. Anyway, he's sweet underneath it all. So finals get out and mi madre (yeah, I'm tri-lingual. I know about 8 words of spanish, and I mostly speak french)wasn't there yet, so I go hang out on the basketball courts where he's shooting hoops. I'm just watching innocently and talking to someone, can't remember who, and the ball about knocks me out, so I grab it and shoot. Before I know it, we're talking about out lit final and shooting around. I totally wasn't expecting it, but he's passing to me, I'm shooting and passing it back, and it's like we're friends. Amazing... Yep, so then we ganged up on the sevie who came to play with us, and it was all fun. He's amazing, and I'm pretty sure you'll have all figured out who he is by now, and then you'll never let me live it down. But whatever,I like him and I think I actually have a shot. So don't even try.

Swimsuits are wonderful and dreadful things. One-pieces are stupid unless they're racing suits, but you really can't wear those to hang out at the pool or else people thing you eithe have self-confidence issues or are some sort of a basket case. And you're still kind of weird if you wear a two-piece that's not a bikini. But not all of us are built for skimpy suits, and I am one of those people. Please don't try to convince me otherwise, it won't change a thing. Anyway, I found an absolutely adorable bikini at Target. It was lime green with polka-dots, and I liked it a lot. Tragically, it only had tops in small (sorry, NOT gonna fit my....) and no bottoms. It made me sad. So currently I am in desperate need of a suit for WaterWorld on Friday, as mine from last year definaltely falls off, and I have no other suit that fits. It makes me very sad. So if anyone has seen a cute swimsuit that could potentially fit me and has some coverage, please tell me.

Haha, I got my Bolder Boulder time. Even walking a bit (it was too hot, and I couldn't run that day; it was AWEFUL!) I still shaved off about 3 minutes. So I have confidence that I can run it in under an hour if I want, and I bet I can keep up with Saslow next year too. That's my fondest wish. Except maybe keeping up with Tay, but that would be hard.

Ok, nothing more to say. This is a lot more like a mix add/diary entry than the others, but whatever. I was in the mood.
~the supreme ruler of the universe

Finals, the Bolder Boulder, and Being Socially Inept among other things

Greetings, readers! Or lack thereof, as it were.

Do you know what today is? That's right, Memorial Day. Memorial Day is a wonderful thing; not only do we honor all our amazing veterans, but it's also the Bolder Boulder here in sunny Colorado. Which is pretty much amazing. I like it a lot. If you don't run, you should. Even if you're lame like me and can't even run a decent 10-minute-mile pace. It's embarassing. But I'm getting better, really I am. And X-C next year will help. I'm gonna pwn next year. Yes pwn is a word. Look it up on Wikipedia. (Thank you Taylor!) So pretty much the BB is amazing. 50,000 people this year. It's so much fun.
I saw a sign that said "Joggers are domesticated runners. Run like an animal!" It made me laugh!

Ok, you all need to band with me and boycott finals. They are stupid, and I don't like them. The way I see it, they're unconstitutional! It's cruel and unusual punishment! Come on, you can't argue with that! There is nothing kind or normal about finals. Therefore, they are cruel and unusual. Hence Unconstitutional. There are too many T's and I's in that word. I don't like it.

An interesting question came up today ont eh way back to the busses. If you're bad at something, you're inept. But what if you're good at something? Does that make you nept or ept? Or does it not have the root form as a word? Cuz I couldn't find either one in a dictionary. Interesting, don't you think? I mean, most other words have the root as a word in and of itself. Like Disorganized and organized. Etc. So that's the deep question of the day.

Alright, I'm going to go work on a slide show, and then eat dinner and study some more. I bid you all adeiu!
~the supreme ruler of the universe

My Awesome Play!

Alright, everyone.Tomorrow (Thursday) is our/my school play. It's- Drumroll please...........
The Lion King! Yay! *cue sounds of wild applause, because we're cool like that!* Starring yours truely in the role of Scar, Simba's evil uncle and Mufasa's power-hungry brother.

Yeah, so pretty much it's amazing. Becaus all the big roles have the greatest people ever. Mufasa (whom I get to kill, by the way) is played by a total hottie, and he's amazing. The scenes with young Simba are amazing, and the "remember...." scene with the older Simba is brilliant. Glue! Haha, somehow or another, we have to make him appear ghostly and such, and my brilliant idea was that we coat him in flour. Then a brilliant friend decided that after the play we should dump water on him. Flour + water = GLUE! I guess you had to be there.

Older Simba is played by a very sweet boy, and he can't sing, but he is so tolerant, putting up with the fight scenes with 2 different girls, singing sappy songs, love scenes. It's lovely. The poor kid is too nice to strangle me properly. I told him that if I'm not turning blue, it's all good, but he still refuses. He's a great kid.

Older Nala is one of my best friends, and she sings really well. She's a fantastic actress; it's a pity she's not putting more into this. But she's still good.

Timone and Pumba are really a dynamic duo. They weren't even really friends before this, and now they have all matter of inside jokes and whatnot. It's awesome. THe guy playing Pumba can't sing, but my friend, who plays Timone, sings beautifully, so it's all good.

Both the young Simbas are amazing, they can both sing. One of them really surprised me. I didn't think he could sing. But he can, and it's amazing. Yes yes. I'm excited.

Ok, no more. Gonna go check some more stuff, then go play Twister with the little bro and then do one last line review before bed.
~the supreme ruler of the universe